billthecat

Hello friends new and old,
a brand new tale has yet to be told,
with the sun in my face and the wind at my back,
in a desert 10 men came under attack,
a whole village stood up to fight off the invaders,
fighting 10 diplomatic .... "compensators",
most are wounded 3 are not,
we pick up our friends as not to be caught,
we run from the village as fast as we can,
my hands turn red holding the soul in a man,
I will never forget the day I was covered in blood,
gently picking a crimson poppy bud.